Hi everybody. Thanks for all your good wishes and enquiries about me gammy leg. It's been stuck back together with a horse's fetlock and given a squirt of Miracle Grow, so, here's hoping. This time I wasn't even drunk. How much harm can one come to talking to a mate on the phone? Thanks to Del, Mally, Cath Watto and jason who all came to see me in the rural splendour of durham hospital. Nearly all of you brought beer and all brought cheer. Hear hear! I'm hoping to go to the Storm thingy tomorrow so maybe I'll see yiz there. Ta ta for now. Kaz
